"They're stopping?"
"Looks like it. Not what I would do, but it kind of makes sense in a way; their engines are of a superior design to ours, so even if we just turned to run, they'd eventually catch up to us. Which would be easier when accelerating one direction than having to stop and turn around."
"Why not make a long turn? Keep their momentum?"
"Because that's not actually a standard tactic that's taught in class. Why, I don't know, but I only came up with it because I wasn't a stickler to the rule book."
"That's stupid."
"Telling me… How long until we're in position?"
"Sixty seconds, it looks like these ships don't have the upgraded sensors, so we're fine for now."
You nod to AD-331 as the
Lost Cause continues it's combat burn towards your desired engagement zone. "If we can scatter their formation even a little, we can trick them into coming at us one at a time. If they do that, then our heavier missile complement will allow us to burn one down pretty quickly."
"That's if they don't decide to try trapping us between them."
"Which is why keeping the engine burning. We launch and then get out of the danger zone while they're still reacting to the missiles hitting their sensor net."
"You're not worried about any return shots?"
"At this angle the Hunter couldn't fire anything at us without hitting their ally, and the Omen would have to reposition to target us with anything but their ventral turret. Even if they
do manage to get lucky firing blind, our shields are up to the task of a single buster round."
"And if our luck tanks?"
"It'll take more than three hits from a Buster to get through our shields at full stability. Standard Empire tactics will demand that the Hunter focus on the missiles we fired in favor of launching a shot from a Buster at us with the Omen, but even if the Captain went against grain and fired as well while dealing with the missiles our hull is thick enough that it won't cause anything catastrophic."
"... I need to reread the
Lost Cause's specs again. I keep forgetting it's not standard."
"Like my dreadnought?"
"Fuck your dreadnought."
"I would but it already fucked you."
"Ten seconds to launch zone," announces one of the crew, and your banter immediately cuts out as both of you gaze intently at the sensor readout.
"In three, two, one… Salvo One away." Your heart beats once in your chest, seeming deafeningly loud in the silence. "Salvo Two away."
The missile pods spit their payloads out like bullets, hurling them safely clear of the ship before the weapons' own thrusters ignite and send them screaming off through the silent void of space.
Moments later, they hit the edge of the enemy's sensor net, and the two cruisers light up immediately in response.
Maneuvering thrusters flare across the hulls of both ships, the heavier Omen-class pitching into a tight roll to bring itself about before slamming on its engines and powering away from the small swarm of missiles heading directly toward it. The Hunter, meanwhile, slips under and around the bulk of the Omen, effectively trading places with its companion vessel as it tries to bring its point defense guns to bear on the onrushing warheads.
You admit to yourself that that was quite cleanly done, on their part. The maneuver itself was, almost literally, textbook. Which made it brutally predictable.
"Keep the engines at full burn. Follow evasion pattern F, and get those tubes rearmed with another salvo. AD-331 I need you to-"
"Captain! Survey scans have completed, there's a massive Builder Station in the nebula."
It could be anything. From a listening post to a freestation, but part of you suddenly
knows. "We've found it." On your hololyth, the missiles your ship has fired are still streaking to their target, even as the Omen and Hunter perform their dance. A massive part of you wants to break from this battle and burn for the station, but your time in the Academy says it would be a bad idea to do that while these ships are still a potential threat.
Your instincts war with each other: to finish this fight, or make a run for what everything says will be the God Vessel.
"Captain?"
Time to choose.
[] Burn For Destiny
[] Finish The Fight
-[] Plan